(There is a rewrite of this story.)
"Be mine," he smirked.
"No," I answered him in a calm voice.
"No?" he asked, grinning wickedly. He glanced away for a moment, suddenly slamming his hand on the door behind me, making me jump. He lowered himself so that he was standing eye to eye with me, staring straight into my eyes.
Grabbing my chin, he said, "what a bad word to say." I could feel the fear building up inside.
"I should help cleaning up that pretty little mouth of yours," he taunted.
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